There is no fanfare, no entertainment. Hundreds of subordinates and Yggdrasil warriors die every minute and every second. Thousands of electric lights pouring out from the jaws of the Lord of the Nest weave into a terrifying...
The terrifying giant cocoon, even a simple movement of waving a claw and twisting the body, would have the same consequences for humans as the earth will collapse.
This is not an equal battle, life is as insignificant as dust in the sky.
As the master of the lair becomes more and more crazy, the entire Worm Abyss seems to have become unstable. The sky is criss-crossed with terrifying fissures, vaguely reflecting the Abyss of the Dead outside the Insect Abyss, and the Uk outside the Abyss of the Dead.
Trasiel City, and even the empty and dead airspace outside of Uggdrassil.
"It's squeezing the power of the seal..." Life Priest Sister Melanie Britney said: "Yin Liya, if this continues, the entire sealed space will be eaten up by it. It may not be okay, but we will definitely die, especially
Ketrashir will no longer exist!"
Grand Duke Yin Liya and all the nobles were at a loss.
For hundreds of years, the seal they used as a life-saving straw actually came at the cost of consuming the resources of the entire airspace. Even in the seal, the master of the nest was still slowly eating away at the lives of the Uctrashians and even the entire airspace. If
Even the last foundation of Sky Island has been lost, where will Yggdrasil go?
"There is a small chance that you will be a loser, but a high chance that you will be a deserter."
When Yin Liya came to Li Cang, Li Cang, who was so idle and unable to move, answered like this, and explained the specific definition of a betrayer thoughtfully.
"You mean, all Yggdrasil will become slaves on Sky Island?"
"The premise is that you still have an empty island. The last floating land outside has turned into a dead place with lava flowing across it and no life. There is no element of survival on it, and it is covered with explosive fire vines." Li Cang said.
: "Yuktrassil is your last hope, but if I can't deal with this bug, I will probably only have time to transfer some of your people to the outside world. Once the target is selected, the people of Yukdrassil will be unable to survive for the rest of their lives.
Leaving that land, as a friend, I personally recommend the Huaxia 3/7 Base. Tili is a feudal system, and Mu Shenlu is even worse, where there is primitive matrilineal slavery."
The definition of a betrayer is already the unbearable pain in Grand Duke Yin Liya's life. Isn't that kind of person destined to be a slave everywhere?
"So, what do we get if we win?"
"win?"
Li Cang's expression was weird. I don't even dare to think that you actually plan to win in this situation?
But then again...
Even if this thing is killed, the fate of Yggdrasil may not be any better than that of Monro and Mu Shenlu, and it is difficult to guarantee that it will not explode.
"I will use the sword in my hand to fight for the land under the sun for Yectrasil." Grand Duke Yin Liya solemnly repeated: "The real, real, land under the sun."
It was a kind of determination that Li Cang had never seen in all the pure-blood nobles who claimed to serve the country and the people. This kind of determination even seemed so abrupt and out of place in Grand Duke Yin Liya, who had a bohemian private life, that Li Cang reacted
After a while, he said: "I advise you to give up such naive thoughts. The outside world is not what you think."
"What's that like? You never said that carefully!"
"Compared with the outside, Yggdrasil looks so simple and peaceful. To a certain extent, this place can actually be regarded as a kind of paradise."
"..."
Li Cang was not aware of the problem in his words at all. His life was probably slightly different from the vast majority of ordinary people, subordinates and even orbital subordinates in the apocalypse.
What he thinks is only what he has experienced, and does not have the representativeness and universality that he takes for granted. Serious people are on the track, and they are just living in various bases... ahem...
!
As soon as he entered the Hou family, he was as deep as the sea. Li Cangjie's thinking logic had to be somewhat mixed with the idea of why not eat minced meat.
The ice crystal path stretched out like a conveyor belt, getting higher and higher, sending the worried but determined Yin Liya out of the sinkhole. Li Cang thought about it for a long time, and suddenly cursed loudly——
"No...all of you...at least Timi will symbolically help me break off a few tentacles to give me more room to move around..."
cough.
Li Cang was just complaining, and he didn't bother to influence the rate of abnormal canceration and poison mother erosion of the master of the nest in order to make himself more comfortable. The control level of this thing is more reliable than the evil fire.
The only problem is...
Even if he holds on any longer, he won't be able to hold on for too long. The reading bar of Daxuebang is about to reach the upper limit of the threshold. He has no way of judging how much wealth Daxuebang has accumulated, but there is no doubt that as long as it explodes,
The lair master's whiskers alone can no longer resist the horizontal kicks and vertical rolls of the blood explosion. This reasonable closed loop that allows Gui Gui to hit the wall with poisonous snakes and poisonous snakes will immediately break the balance.
Oh shit...
Lao Wang, you need to be more angry. If you want me to be the King of Wanci'er again, that big insect won't continue to bite the bait so naively.
above.
In the Worm Abyss, the number of Yectrasil people still fighting has dropped below 40,000. Basically, only the armor-cutting archers and magic network magicians are left in operation. The entire Worm Abyss is full of people, but
There are not many faces belonging to Yggdrasil inside.
Compared to the subordinates, the Yectrasil may not be much weaker in strength, but their life-saving means are really so few that it makes people feel sad.
Grand Duke Yin Liya silently stared at the rolling soil around her, her eyes seemed to see the countless Yuctra Hill warriors buried in it, and then looked at the increasingly real and clear external world above the sky: "I have said everything I need to say.
I have told you that the first generation of founders gave us hundreds of years of thinking time with their lives. Now, it is time to give the answer, and it is time for us to hand in the paper."
The few remaining purebloods finally stopped talking about maintaining the seal. The looming world outside was enough to explain everything. The seal of Yuctra Hill, which had been maintained for hundreds of years, was about to be destroyed. Time no longer allowed them to continue.
Go ahead and deceive yourself and others.
"Remove the seal, and the remaining power of the seal can still give the master of the lair a final fatal blow!"
"I am old, so old that I can no longer accept the new things outside. I will use the blood of my old bones and my blood to add fire to the power of the seal and fuel the youth of Yggdrasil.
Let's make our last contribution..."
"The blood seal only has one chance to attack, it must be used at the critical moment..."
